I think I saw a glimmer of recognition, but she must not have been able to make me out through all of her whorishness.
before i die, we are going to oregon and playing oregon trails for real. like putting things in a hat & people will pull out whether they live or die. and they die of fun things like typhoid, dysentary, or hunting accident.
how do i tell him I'm always in the mood without sounding like a slut?
If I end up married to you I better get lots of orgasms to help me forget I failed at life.
Fake an illness. Her and her friends are like the female version of guys who wear tapout shirts
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
I had to keep telling myself 'you can't be mad at him because you peed on him'
And after that you guys started calling arbor mist "breakfast juice"
THERE IS SOMEONE IN MY CAR MILKING HERSELF AND TELLING ME TO TRY IT
i came so hard i kicked through my windshield
Oh boy I hope we come out of this alive. And with clean prison records
He may be engaged to someone else, but god damn that was the best 3 hours I've ever spent naked with someone.
Well my summer has already been productive. I partially caused a divorce.
Now I have to go back and sober fuck him. For science.
It was like a single vaginal boat in a sea of one eyed monsters
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